The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1887-09-07
THE DOLLS.

a
startled eyes and hair Whose et-bro~n
gloss looked browner and brig ',ier Than
over rnder the stiff. unsightly frill Of her
conventional cap, Mrs. Treyanisn was the
last person in the world.that you would
,,aem able to battle with the world IN heI
-, ,..balf and that Of her child And
that The er.en grass was "A month V''
-, h,,sF,and's grave. and the Grape
an her dr.~s had iosi it tirsi ir''s'il''ss'
80, with folded hands and tears slow
a .onrsing over her checks, helpless as
babe
Tin snrc. Miliy, idons know whn' on
..sytb we ara to do she said, ieebly.
uulv Trevaniar.. a tall, well-gro"n D
.hila of thirteen. leaned on her mothers
LAM and looked wistiilly ap into her lace
Wont Aunt Etheiinda help Us at an
mamma
Mrs Trevanian shook her head wo-
fully ,.a
aNoi She saws. truly enough, ! suppose
that am only her half-sister. ana 'i'A'
-. ,.sre careless and extravagant ABOUT
our property. or we never should have
.o,,e 10 want. She has plenty OF advice
70 bes,ow upon us, hni nothing e'se'
u.;,h . curl of her sorrowful lip.
..Rnt mamma. thought Uncle Merriam
oa.,,es q hank and could have all the
money he wanted.
4He is very rich, my dear, but II Is not
s,vsvs the richest people who are the
-, .,ener,us. We shall starve for all
,hs All vour Aunt Ethelinda will render
us ,c,-
aNo mamma" said courageous Miiiy'
q We viii not starye. I'll help YOU nam
ma, Wen earn a living for ourselves
auy poor shorn lamb" murmured the
widow. @what can we do2
aWen keep store, mamma, sald
Milly: Just like old Mrs. Harvey does
down in eiadden street Wen sell pins
and needles. and candies and ribbons and
Tin toys
child. child, what do you know
,,,out -keeping2 Or ] either for that
natter
Aoh hut, mamma, ii don't require
much knowledge, Mrs Harvey told me
ali shout it. She'll LET Us have enough to
beein with. and mark all the prices on
the under side Of the boxes, and when
we've made little We can buy new
tod know. mamma. And III
stand behind the counter myself ana yon
sbau sis in the back parlor. Anc know
we shah succeed. Dear mamma, only
let me try.
Mrs. Trpyanian WIS momentarly car
ried away by the courageous enthusiasm
Of ner child. She could not say No TO
scheme upon which Milly had 50 eyl-
dently sci her heart.
II was Monday in the shiny sh'Wery
month Of April, when first the shutters
were taken down from the modest little
bow window, which Milly's tasue HAD
decorated to the best Of her ability A
don in blue satin and spangles occupied
the center pane 'glittering rows OF tiny
TOYS were strung along below, and cheap
ribbons festooned above, while jars oi
many colored candies, popcorn pails'
lace frills and fancy soaps were arranged
wherever there was spare corner OF
nook. The showcase on the counter
within was made as attractive as posi-
BILE. and Mily had resorted 10 the time
worn expedient of piiing empty boxes on
the shelves behind TO give the casual IN
spector an idea that their stock was near
ly inexhaustible.
And mother and child sat in the back
room. listening, with throbbing hearts
for the warning tinkle Of the dinner-beii,
which Milly had suspended just above
the shop door.
~ wonder if any one Will come
said Milly earnestly. Il wonder II We
shall sell anything to-day? Mamma
don't you hope we shall
The words were yet on Milly's lips
when the dinner bell began tintlnna'
bulation. announcing the arrival of q
real. live customer Milly jumped up and
ran into the shop.
What will you have, sir" she cried
with sparkling eyes and cheeks all IN
carmine-for, at the curbstonc outside
she saw rs elegant open barouehe sliter
ing in the sunshine These were sucf
cusfomersas never came to Mrs Horvey :
in 6isfdden street.
On the other side of the counter VA
standing fine. portly gentleman, witt
keen. light blue eyes, hair just beginning
10 be threaded with gray, and such a bis
golden rope of a waite .-chain across M
breast that it seemed as if he must fine
il inconyenient to carry II. He nodded
good-humoredly 10 the small attendant
Where's the shop-woman? said he
please. SIR" said Milly, smoothing
down her apron, " I'm the shop-giri."
" You Such a mite of thing az you !?
demanded Mr. Deverell, incredulously.
Il am almost thirteen, sir, said Milly
with dignity "What would you like t
look at if you please ?"
Upon my word said the gentleman
Almost thirteen There's a venerabl
age for you But to come to business
what's the price Of that blue and gol
concern in the window" indicating tn
doll with his fore finger My little nice
saw ii, as we were drying by, and too
great fancy TO H."
Its dollar and half, Sir, sal
thrifty Milly. Mamma made all it
clothes herself. They'll button and VI
button just like real baby's things.
~No?" said the gentleman, laughing
Yes indeed. sir," said Milly triun
phantly. Z" call her Bessie Gray B'
there's Edith May in the drawer all
pink. with white muslin spencer an
real black curls and a sash. Perhaps Ii
little lady would prefer Edith May
Come, suppose YOU take both of e
out 10 the carriage and let Maud sele
for herself said the gentleman, after
second or two of puzzled meditaIio
" She is lame or she would have come
herself
Lame. is she cried AIilly. VII
pity E
no she took Bessie out of the bo
and ran TO the carriage door with both
these elegantly attired young ladies